Hero - NEU!

Special Michael Rother show with Hans Lampe (La Duesseldorf, drums), Franz Bargmann (ex-CAMERA, guitar) and Vittoria Maccabruni (electronics & vocals) at the beautiful City Recital Hall (Sydney) on Thursday 22 February.

Organised by Lawrence English / Room40

Supported by The Goethe-Institut Australien

Tickets: https://tickets.cityrecitalhall.com/events/6890

La Düsseldorf - Time

Esto se me había pasado pero ahora viene totalmente a cuento. Son Paul Weller (The Jam, Style Council) y Stephen Morris (Joy Division y New Order) acompañando en directo a Michael Rother (Kraftwerk, NEU!) y Hans Lampe (NEU!, La Düsseldorf) a principios de noviembre en el Clapham Grand en Battersea. Juntos interpretan “E- Musik” de “Neu! ‘75″. Vía exyugoslavo.

Me gustaría ver que discos tiene Weller en su colección. No lo puedo saber, pero estoy seguro de que hay mucho lugar para la sorpresa.

NEU! Box Set Review: 50!

(Grönland)

BY JORDAN MAINZER

There’s an inherent stubbornness in krautrock, perhaps a hopefulness. Propulsive, repetitive beats keep on, even as wrenches are thrown into the routine, in the form of drum fills and guitar effects. Dusseldorf band NEU!, formed by drummer Klaus Dinger and guitarist Michael Rother after they left Kraftwerk, certainly added some sunny timbres to songs like “Neuschnee”, “Für Immer (Forever)”, “Isi”, and “Wave Mother”, but they also included some darkness. 50!, a new box set celebrating 50 years since the band released their self-titled debut, wonderfully illustrates the complexity of the band who would go on to inspire the likes of Stereolab and Tortoise. Consisting of their four studio albums and a tribute disk of bands that actually successfully adopt their own aesthetic to NEU!’s material, 50! truly show’s NEU!’s greatness and influence.

Listening to NEU! with contemporary ears, you have you constantly remind yourself that the music was made in the early 70′s. While it’s a bit hard to place yourself in the shoes of someone hearing “Hallogallo” for the first time and finding the motorik beat revolutionary, many of their songs shine for their effortless embrace of seemingly disparate sounds. Rother’s guitars on “Weissensee” are slow-burning and slinky, fuzzy and twangy at the same time. “Negativland” juxtaposes sharp, wincing noise with a plodding, bass-heavy beat that repeatedly drops and comes back. “Sonderangebot” is a spooky, gong-filled swamp of ambient noise, a daring 2nd track following “Hallogallo”’s legendary album 1, track 1 status. (Dinger’s painfully throaty singing on “Lieber Honig” closing out the album is equally risky and anti-climactic.) And the song that most traverses time and space is “Im Glück”, containing the first of many recordings of water NEU! would include throughout their discography. You can hear Dinger speaking with his girlfriend on a rowing boat, but his voice is below brooding fuzz. You feel like Gene Hackman’s Harry Caul in The Conversation, surveilling and trying to make sense of the haze; at the same time, the combination of field recording and instrumentation recalls contemporary masters like Grouper, Karima Walker, and Claire Rousay.

As much as NEU!’s first album is their most beloved and influential, certain aspects of their other three eerily predicted trends in the decades to come. You could say NEU! accidentally invented remix culture on their second album, whose second side is the infamous result of a lack of funds more than ingenuity: The band simply presented their already released single "Neuschnee/Super" manipulated at different playback speeds. Amazingly, the songs still sound intentional. “Neuschnee 78″ ends up a punk bop, while “Super 16″ could pass for doom metal. Their third album, Neu! ‘75, whose second side was bolstered by additional drummers (and future La Düsseldorf members) Thomas Dinger and Hans Lampe, sports bits of shimmery, heartland rock on the trilling pianos of “Isi” and “Leb’ Wohl”, Gang of Four and Public Image Ltd-esque power punk on “Hero”, and proto punk on “After Eight”, looking back and forward. Their fourth album Neu! 4, recorded in 1985 and 1986 but not released until 1995, is actually presented in its Neu ‘86 re-released/revised format from 2010. It’s the band’s aesthetic outlier, ranging from a muted instrumental of the German National Anthem to the chirpy, panning, extremely 80′s sounding “ Dänzing” and dance masterpiece “La Bomba (Stop Apartheid World-Wide)”. The last of the three is almost vaporwave thirty years too early, chopped and screwed samples, “Twist & Shout” vocal harmonies, and huge drum machines bordering on pastiche. 

It’s the tribute disc that truly impresses, simply because it could have been curatorially obvious, like choosing, say, Cut Copy to tackle the cascading synths of “Euphoria”. Instead, the choices are inspired and divergent. “Super” gets two more variations, the skyward, slow build of Mogwai and the controlled chaos of Man Man. IDLES leans into the churn and guttural nature of some of their best songs when taking on “Negativland”, the ultimate reminder that post-punk is as much “Shadowplay” as it is “Damaged Goods”. Yann Tiersen turns “Lieber Honig” into an abyss of flickering electronics and atonal glitches; when the song does find a beat, it’s crawling with warped bass and synaptic synths. The National add their trademark piano-and-horns brood to “ Im Glück”’s washy ambiance. English singer-songwriter Fink treats “Weissensee” with bluesy acoustic picking and breathy hums, the song distilled to its most powerful elements. Rounding out 50!, the tribute disc makes you wish the late Dinger was still here to hear it, and perhaps that the band would set aside their differences and record a 5th record, maybe even in collaboration with some of these artists. Ultimately, though, their legacy remains as wide-ranging as ever.

one had sex with the man who murdered his mother. the other had sex with the brother of the girl his father murdered these twinks are not the same. [or: things i said to @b1uetrees whilst watching the merciless]

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howard "chimney" han in season two, help is not coming

Lamp of Human Form

China, Eastern Han dynasty (A.D. 25–220)

Gilded palm tree table lamp by Hans Kogl

Source

“Your mother and I will pick you up in two hours.” Jumin lifted two fingers, wiggling them in front of his young son. “While we’re gone, we expect you to be on your best behavior.”

You wiped the rolling tears from your son’s eyes, easing him into a hug. The little boy folded himself into your embrace; no matter how much he looked like Jumin, he behaved like you in every sense.

“I know, sweetheart…” you cooed. “But we promise we’ll see you again in not one but…?”

“Two,” the child sniffed, wiping his nose against your shirt.

“That’s right! Two hours! See, you’re better at math than mommy!”

Your son let out a constricted giggle; Jumin rubbed the boy’s small back. “Your mommy and I are very proud of you. Do you remember how we talked about bravery?”

The boy nodded, his lower lip wiggling.

“Even when it is hard, we must steel ourselves for what is to come. It is okay to be scared, and mommy and I will come running when you need us.”

“I need you,” the boy uttered desperately, his little fingers clinging to Jumin’s tie.

Covering your mouth, you hid your amusement as best you could and watched Jumin handle the situation.

“Now, now. Mommy and I haven’t gone anywhere, we’re here for you right now.” Smiling, Jumin ran his fingers through his son’s hair. “You can do this, my son. You have the blood of never-ending courage running through your veins. We love you, do you hear me?”

Nodding vigorously, your son threw his arms around Jumin’s neck. His startled expression made you smile — you lifted your brows, encouraging him to hold onto his little legacy tightly.

Jumin happily obliged. He leaned over, lifting his little boy into his arms and pressing kisses onto his round cheeks. It was a rare moment indeed… you mentally cursed yourself over not having a video camera at the ready.

Setting his son down, it was your turn. As expected, Jumin’s mini-me waddled your way, and you embraced him as firmly as you could without managing to break any of his bones. Jumin moved behind you, his fingers softly dancing over your shoulders, signaling you to let go. You reluctantly released the boy and watched as his new teacher stepped up, encouraging him to follow her.

“Go on,” Jumin whispered, jutting his chin encouragingly. “Be brave.”

Both you and your husband watched as your son - your baby - grabbed the teacher’s hand and took off with her, looking back at you whenever he could. As soon as he disappeared around a corner, you released the breath you held in.

“Can you believe it, Jumin…? Our baby is already in preschool —”

Jumin’s sniff stopped you. Looking over, you watched as Jumin pulled his handkerchief from his breast pocket, dabbing at his eyes.

“Jumin? Cutie, it’s going to be all right…!”

“He’s growing so quickly and I… ehm. Ehm.”

“Oh, come here.” Wrapping your arms around your Jumin and rubbing comforting circles into his back, you couldn’t help but see the vivid similarities between him and the little boy you mothered for what felt like mere seconds. “Jumin…? Would you like to get some ice cream?”

“Ice cream,” Jumin chuckled through his tears. “You realize I’m not your son, right?”

You squeezed his soft hands, eyes shining curiously.

Jumin sighed, squeezing your hands devotedly. “… But yes, ice cream sounds lovely.”

salang-salang is a beautiful song about how happy you get when your package finally arrives

late season, fully integrated into team Cassano!Han-seo is my fav. he gives zero fucks at this point. sucking up to his brother? he will do it but he’ll put 1% effort into it. his brother throws a lamp at him? it’s a mark of honor. plus it’s all funny actually because the abuse will end soon when Vincenzo is thru with Han-seok, so he can laugh right in Han-seok’s face and write grocery lists in his head when he yells at him :) “wow you made a chess metaphor that’s so smart” Han-seo, a true icon

oh, don't mind them. it's just two guys who are abrasive and unlikable (but beneath all of that, they're actually soft wet little meow meows) looking at the person that makes them want to become a better person (i.e, the love of their lives)

(this has been on my mind for over a year)

Let’s Make a Music’s “I Told You I Was Not a Slug (But I Lied)” is a pretty good Skip song huh